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Poem by Louise Imogen Guiney


In the Docks


Where the bales thunder till the day is done,
And the wild sounds with wilder odours cope;
Where over crouching sail and coiling rope,
Lascar and Moor along the gangway run;
Where stifled Thames spreads in the pallid sun,
A hive of anarchy from slope to slope;
Flag of my birth, my liberty, my hope,
I see thee at the masthead, joyous one!
O thou good guest! So oft as, young and warm,
To the home-wind thy hoisted colours bound,
Away, away from this too thoughtful ground,
Sodden with human trespass and despair,
Thee only, from the desert, from the storm,
A sick mind follows into Eden air.



Louise Imogen Guiney


Louise Imogen Guiney's other poems:
  1. Of Joan’s Youth
  2. When on the Marge of Evening
  3. In a Perpendicular Church
  4. Spring Nightfall
  5. The Old Dial of Corpus


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